Chapter 210

"What's the matter?" Sue asked.

"Nothing." Fang Hongyuan came back and quickly helped him to do chest compression. He prayed at the bottom of his heart while pressing, "come on, come on, don't let anything happen to you!"

Faintly, Su Wenxin saw that Fang Hongyuan, who was doing chest compression, had tears in his eyes. Her heart a tight, once again toward the man's face to play. Just now, Su Wenxin, who was eager to save people and didn't pay much attention to his appearance, saw his face clearly, and his eyes were also shocked!

This, this is not

This face, isn't it Hongji's face?

Fang Hongyuan has a lot of film albums at home. She used to flip them when she was bored. There are many pictures of Fang Hongyuan and Fang Hongwei. Those photos, from childhood to adulthood.

"Wake up, Xiangyang, wake up quickly!" After a long time of chest compression, Fang Hongyuan, who didn't see his reaction, cried anxiously.

Although he knew in his heart that the one in front of him was Xiangyang, not Fang Hongji, they looked so much alike that he couldn't watch the person holding this face die in front of him again.

Finally, after Fang Hongyuan's chest compressions, Xiang Yang made a weak voice. He was able to breathe on his own.

Tired both physically and mentally, Fang Hongyuan shrunk his hand and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

Su Wenxin quickly takes a towel to wipe Fang Hongyuan's sweat.

"Well Hongyuan, how can you... " Xiangyang slowly opened his eyes, looking at Fang Hongyuan, who was imprinted into his eyes, suddenly whispered. Listening to this light question, Fang Hongyuan's eyes moved. He opened his eyes in amazement again and blurted out, "what do you call me?"

Xiang Yang doesn't call him that, and he won't talk to him in this tone.

"No..." Xiangyang didn't answer Fang Hongyuan's question and closed his eyes again. He looked up feebly, put it on his forehead and said feebly, "I'm not dreaming."

“…… You're not dreaming, of course Fang Hongyuan clenched his fist and said with a complicated look.

Xiangyang re opened his eyes and looked at Fang Hongyuan again, with a pale smile, "boy, meet again."

“……” Fang Hongyuan was silent.

"Husband, is he brother Hongli?" Looking at Xiangyang's face, Su Wenxin looked at Fang Hongyuan thoughtfully and said, "but you said, brother Hongli is dead?"

"Yes, I always thought he was dead." Fang Hongyuan's eyes were awe inspiring. He stood up and left a sentence to Xiangyang coldly, "I'm waiting for you to explain to me."

With that, he pulled Su Wenxin's wrist, not even taking the deep diving suit, and took her.

This

What's going on

Su Wenxin opens his mouth and wants to ask Fang Hongyuan, but he doesn't ask in the end. He drags himself away.

Xiangyang looks at Fang Hongyuan, who is pulling Su Wenxin away. He suddenly smiles with unspeakable sadness in his smile and sighs, "but when he is in a coma and delirious, he thinks that when he sees you and shouts, he thinks that I am Honghe? It's just, boy, what do you want me to explain? Three years... "

……

Fang Hongyuan stood by the window, looking at Saipan. Their guest rooms are very high and half of Saipan is in sight. Looking at the scenery of Saipan Island, Fang Hongyuan stood still for a long time.

Looking at Fang Hongyuan's back, Su Wen was very distressed, but he wanted to disturb him.

Judging from his attitude towards Lin Le, Su Wenxin knows how much he cares about Honghe. If he was still alive, but pretended to be dead for three years, and still pretended to be a stranger and didn't recognize him, how hard would he feel?

"Alas..." I don't know how long he has been standing like this. With a faint sigh, Fang Hongyuan looks back at the door of the hotel. The closed door told him that Fang had not come, and Xiangyang had not.

"Husband." Su Wenxin went to Fang Hongyuan's back, hugged his waist tightly, and said painfully, "don't do this. Maybe he has any trouble?"

"Why Fang Hongyuan chews Su Wenxin's words carefully and smiles bitterly again.

"Husband..." Su Wenxin is more sad, but she doesn't know how to comfort him.

She is too stupid to comfort people.

"Forget it." For a long time, Fang Hongyuan sighed and raised his hand to rub Su Wenxin's head. Su Wenxin looks at Fang Hongyuan in silence. He doesn't understand what he means.

Fang Hongyuan took back his hand, kept silent for a while, and said, "ask your heart, let's go home."

"Home?" Sue asked, "didn't you say to go home the day after tomorrow?"

The tickets are all reserved.

"Change it." Fang Hongyuan said wearily, "I've been out for a long time. I miss home a little."

"Well, let's go home. But are there any flights available today? " Sue asked.

Fang Hongyuan sat back in front of the computer and looked at the flight. "Yes, there is another flight at 3:35 in the afternoon."

"Then I'll pack up." Sue asked.

"Well."Fang Hongyuan answered, leaned back on the chair and looked at Su Wenxin, who was busy packing things. His thoughts began to wander again. Until Su Wenxin finished packing, he reminded Fang Hongyuan in his ear, "husband, I've packed up. Can I go home?"

Fang Hongyuan just regained his mind, conveniently took Su Wenxin's luggage, checked out and went straight to the airport.

Before boarding the plane, Fang Hongyuan, who had thought for a long time, edited a message: I've thought about it seriously. No matter how your identity of Xiangyang comes from, I'm sure it's you. But I don't know why you faked your death, and I don't know why you didn't go home even though you were still alive. When I asked your identity, I pretended not to know me.

I know you, if there is no reason to do so, you will not do so. And I know better that you have reasons to hide from me. So, I don't ask you why.

Just, I hope you, can come back early, parents miss you very much. Over the years, I often see my mother staring at your photos in a daze. If you're done, remember to come back and see them.

And your daughter, she's grown up. It's just that there's something wrong with her health. But don't worry, I will never give up your daughter like you didn't give up on me.

I believe that when you come back, her illness will be cured.

After writing, he pressed the send button and sent out the message.

In a house on Saipan Island, Xiang Yang, who is also in a daze, hears the sound of information. He ordered Fang Hongyuan to send his message and looked at it word by word.

For a long time, he closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief. His fingertips slide and point to the delete key. However, he wanted to delete the information, the rapid flow of his eyes, for a long time did not have to go.

"Brother Xiang, what are you doing here?" With a little bit of Hong Kong and Taiwan accent, the female voice sounded from behind and approached the sun. Xiangyang quickly recovered, decisively pressed the delete key, turned back to the young man with a smile, "it's OK, I'm here to see the scenery."

"Oh." The girl didn't doubt Xiangyang at all. She sat down with him and looked at him. "You've lived here for three years, and you're not tired of seeing the scenery here?"

"I like the scenery here. I'm not tired of seeing it." Light return to the sun.

What's more, this is the direction of overlooking home.

The girl shrugged her shoulders. She didn't agree with Xiang Yang at all. "No matter how much I like the scenery, I should have been tired of it for three years. I don't know how you can't get tired of it. "

"What's the matter?" Xiang Yang asked.

The girl slanted her head and looked at Xiangyang, "why, I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

“…… Yes Back to the sun.

Suddenly, the girl took Xiangyang's hand, "brother Xiangyang, can you tell me something about your past? For so many years, it seems that I have never heard you mention anything about your family. "

“……” Xiangyang for a while speechless, no trace of the girl's hand released, "what's good to hear?"

"You don't feel good, but I feel good! It's like I don't like the scenery here, but you can't get tired of it. " The girl shook Xiangyang's hand, "say it! Brother Xiangyang, I'll listen to you. "

Xiangyang, "..."

"Well, you don't want to say pull down." The girl who had been pestering Xiangyang for a long time didn't mean to tell her how to pester Xiangyang. She stamped her feet angrily and held her arms in her hands. She raised her chin angrily and didn't look at him.

Xiang Yang shook his head speechless and turned to enter the room.

"Brother Xiangyang, you won't tell me about your family. Can you tell me your previous story? I heard that you once had a person you liked very much, but you were separated. Then why are you separated? " The girl saw Xiangyang left and chased him into the house without giving up.

She kept on asking for a long time, but did not hear Xiangyang say a word. Xiangyang seems to be deaf, so let the girl say, and he is looking down to sort out the photos and magazines on the table.

"Well, don't bother your brother Xiangyang any more." The rich middle-aged male voice came, and said to the girl very displeased. The girl rushed to the man. The man said to the girl, "you go out first, I have time to tell your brother Xiangyang."

Although the girl was reluctant, she left.

The man sits in front of the sun and wants to say nothing.

Xiangyang stopped his busy hand and looked up at the man. He asked carelessly, "what's the matter?"

"Did you meet the Fang family again?" Asked the man.

Thought he would ask himself what, eyes down to the sun to continue to pack things. After cleaning up the desktop, drag the box in the corner to clean up the objects inside. His voice is still so flat, should say, "well."

"Who is it?" Asked the man.

“…… You have something to say. " He is very dissatisfied with the man's roundabout. Xiangyang stops his hand to pack things again, speechless.

"We can't afford to miss a little bit in this plan. If the Fang family always interferes with you, it's not good for our plan. " The man said directly.